There was tension in the Sanqing Hall of Taizhenguan, Li Siye was threatened by a female Taoist aunt with a sword, and he was now unarmed by his side, even if he brought a horizontal knife, he couldn't attack a woman.

"You put down your sword first, and we'll discuss this matter later, okay?"

"How?" Aunt Gongsun said coldly.

"It is said that the twisted melon is not sweet, and if you forcibly force me to marry your disciple like this, even if she marries me, she may not be happy in the future."

Aunt Gongsun sneered again: "I can't imagine that you are a flamboyant person, the twisted melon is not sweet, see that I have abolished your melon, who will you give it sweetness in the future?" ”

She had already raised her sword and stepped forward, and Li Siye was dealing with it while looking for an opportunity to see if she could grab the white blade empty-handed.

"Wait a minute, this matter is negotiable!"

Aunt Gongsun stopped and looked at Li Siye coldly, looking at what he had to say.

"Say, how to discuss!"

Li Siye stared at the sword in her hand and said in a low voice: "It's definitely not realistic for me to marry her now, but I can guarantee that as long as I have the idea of getting married in the future, I will definitely not marry another woman besides her." Well, I can swear to God. ”

"It doesn't matter if you swear or not, as long as you dare to marry another woman before her, even if you fight this old and weak body, you will be abolished."

The door in the palace suddenly opened, and Li Shiniang broke in, looking at her master in surprise with two swords in his hands, and took two quick steps to stop in front of Li Siye. "Master, what are you doing! Hugh wants to hurt Li Lang! ”

Li Twelve Niang was followed by a Kun Dao who was wearing a plain white scripture robe, wearing a lotus crown, and a meridian hairpin in the back. Her skin is better than snow, with a beautiful and charming face, even if she is wearing such a plain robe, there is still a heart-wrenching charm.

Li Siye focused on Aunt Gongsun's body, and didn't pay attention to Kun Dao, who had just entered the door. Twelve Niang's thin body stopped in front of his strong chest, and there was a feeling of a little rabbit protecting the big deer, which really made him feel a little compassionate.

Aunt Gongsun inserted her double swords under the confession, and saluted Kun Dao, who had just entered the door, but did not speak.

Li Twelve Niang turned around and asked Li Siye in a low voice of concern and concern: "What happened just now, why did you and Master get into trouble like this just after I left for a while?" ”

Li Siye snorted twice, but didn't tell her why.

Kun Dao stepped forward, and his posture swayed gently with the lotus step, like a lotus flower rippling on the water. She turned her head and stared at Li Siye for a few moments before she suddenly spoke: "Li Siye, Engong?" ”

Li Siye had actually recognized her a long time ago, but on this occasion, he couldn't show a keen memory, lest Aunt Gongsun be jealous of her apprentice and do something dangerous.

He just didn't expect that time had passed, and she could still remember this military attache who rescued her from a frightened horse. He secretly rejoiced in his heart, although it was too utilitarian to think so, but the blessing of saving people should be there.

"Are you ......" He looked up and thought for a moment, and it took two seconds to remember, before he hurriedly bowed and crossed his hands: "The last general, Li Siye, will see the princess." ”

Yang Yuhuan's expression was slightly embarrassed, and he said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "The concubine is now a female crown in Taizhenguan, you don't have to call me a princess." ”

Taking advantage of the fact that someone came to relieve the siege, he immediately crossed his hands towards Aunt Gongsun and Yang Yuhuan and said, "Lord Gongsun Guan, Wang ...... Yang Daochang, the time is not early, Li Siye retired first. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, Li Twelve Niang decided that the lover was threatened by the master, glanced at Aunt Gongsun out of the corner of his eyes, tugged at Li Siye's sleeve and said, "Go, I'll send you out." ”

The two came to the tassel tree in front of the hall, Li Twelve Niang lowered her head and dragged Li Siye's sleeve, he looked like a simple Guo Jing in this situation, but she did not have Huang Rong's eccentric.

She looked up at Li Siye and asked wistfully, "Li Lang, no matter what my master did to you just now, please don't blame her." I know that everything she does is for my good, and if you want to blame it, blame me. ”

Li Siye smiled bitterly, it stands to reason that he shouldn't come to Taizhenguan this time, thinking that Xiao Cleverness could skillfully borrow his teacher's hand to get rid of Li Shiniang, but now not only did he not get rid of it, but he also stuck to the pot. If you can be ruthless, you deliberately don't come to visit any Taizhenguan. Will Li Twelve Niang still drag her master to chase her to the Western Regions?

"I won't blame anyone, neither will your master, it's all my fault, Twelve Niang, this matter is considered in the long run, I have to think about it again."

Li Twelve Niang sighed gloomily, he knew what Li Siye was talking about, and some of the extravagant hopes in his heart were even more scattered. In such a world where men are respected, women like her who dare to take the initiative to chase the man they like are indeed rare. The Taoist temple in Chang'an City has almost become a refuge for Chang'an women to escape after their hearts are injured.

Will she end up like this in the future, following in the footsteps of her master, wearing a brown veil, holding the dust in her hand, and being accompanied by the Sanqing incense burner every day.

Li Twelve Niang sent Li Siye to the door of the Taoist Temple, and was just about to leave, but heard a crisp voice from inside: "Engong, please stay." ”

Li Siye turned around, only to see Yang Yuhuan walking slowly in front of him, and said deeply: "Yuhuan has something important to ask Captain Li for help." ”

Li Siye hurriedly bowed and crossed his hands: "But please ask the princess to command, Siye, do your best." ”

"Okay, please come with me."

Yang Yuhuan's identity at the moment is very sensitive, and whether she interacts with her intentionally or unintentionally, she can't get along alone, lest something happen that can't be explained, and that's the situation of losing her head.

He took the initiative to grab Li Twelve Niang's hand and whispered, "Twelve Niang, you can go with me too." ”

The two followed behind Yang Yuhuan and passed through two corridors one after another, and the courtyard in front of them was full of flowers and plants, some of which were waiting to be released, and some of which were already competing for beauty. Li Siye looked up left and right, he saw the lush flowers in the distance, the new gate, and his heart was clear, it turned out that the gate over there was specially opened for this Yang Taizhen.

Walking forward from the pebble path of flowers, a house on the top of a hanging hill is in front of you, the wood used for the doors and windows is extremely exquisite, and the wood grain is clear and there is a faint fragrance wafting out. Yang Yuhuan pushed open the wooden door, the goose-yellow gauze tent hung down to the ground, the floor was covered with a plush Persian carpet, a low couch was placed behind the screen, and a long table was placed in front of the screen.

Li Siye stopped as soon as he stepped into the temple gate, and he just stood here and waited.

Yang Yuhuan glanced at him sideways, his white neck was like a swan and froze for a moment, and then he smiled indifferently, and he gently lifted the hem of his robe and sat cross-legged in front of the desk.

Li Twelve Niang had no such concerns, she slowly walked into the fine house, stood next to Yang Yuhuan's desk, leaned down and pinched the ink strip and gently polished it in the inkstone. Yang Yuhuan picked up the seal pen on the pen stand, soaked in ink and wrote on a small square sheng.

After a while, this Fang Sheng was already filled with black letters, she held it in her hands, gently dried it with her lips, folded it and put it in the bag.

Yang Yuhuan stood up from the front of the desk, his dress fluttered in front of Li Siye, and handed the bag to him: "Duke En, please go to the Sixteen Princes' Mansion, send this bag to King Shou's Mansion, and hand it over to King Shou in person."

It turned out to be this bloody errand, Li Siye suppressed the twitching of the corners of his mouth, hasn't he said enough goodbye to the bitter mandarin duck in the house, Yang Yuhuan sent this bag to set up the archway? Or is it for the sake of erecting a torii?

Yang Yuhuan wanted to say goodbye, but Li Siye hurriedly said: "Princess, please rest assured, I won't read a word of the content on this letter."

She waved her hand lightly with melancholy in her eyes, and Li Siye bowed her head and crossed her hands to retreat.

(ps: Historically, Yang Yuhuan was ordained to become a monk in October of the 28th year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, and the plot here needs to be advanced by a few months.) ）